THIS MEANS WAR!
I took to wearing my late father’s WWII dog tags every day; it felt great to have the metal next to my heart and made me feel his presence during my own battle. He often told me how scared for his life he was during WWII where he served in General Patton’s army...if he survived that, how could I possibly not get through four months of chemotherapy? If there was a day I could not wear the tags (i.e. surgery), then Ed kept them in his pocket for me. I remember the breast surgeon asking me in the hospital if I was wearing a new hospital ID tag. I said, no...just my good luck charm, my father’s dog tags. I thought often about his strength, resilience, and sense of humor to get through this most difficult time.
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